| 作曲 : Gerber | |
| it's all i can do | |
| not to trust you | |
| for all of my muscles, | |
| i'm a clam too | |
| dear sarah, you know | |
| i didn't love you | |
| dear pilot, collect | |
| yourself, there's turbulence ahead | |
| everthing's moving like arrows; | |
| try to grab one | |
| everthing's moving like arrows; | |
| try to grab one | |
| catch me in your teeth, | |
| like a bullet | |
| don't bother if you | |
| can't live through that | |
| putting me into a cannon | |
| with a damp fuse | |
| baby, i won't be taking off | |
| ha ha, you lose | |
| i'll be | |
| staying right here, crammed | |
| into the tube, i | |
| can't really breathe, but | |
| i'm still with you, that | |
| makes it all worth it | |
| sun starts to dry it, | |
| nothing could stop it, | |
| taken for granted; | |
| do you wash your two hands | |
| two hundred times now | |
| that i'm gone? | |
| (straight and narrow) | |
| keep your hands where | |
| i can see them | |
| (eyes will follow) | |
| i'm watching your every move | |
| (move away from me) | |
| easy in, easy gone | |
| (for so long) | |
| and i won't forget, i promise i've kept | |
| such careful records | |
| my favourite was when | |
| you asked if you could | |
| tie me to the bed, | |
| tie me to an arrow | |
| air traffic gets thick, | |
| and you control it | |
| kiss me on the chin | |
| as a goodbye | |
| what's that whizzing above us? | |
| planes, or black flies | |
| who's that sleeping above us? | |
| what a surprise. | |
| if the | |
| pressure's too much, just | |
| throw in the towel | |
| throw up your hands, there's | |
| no shame in quitting, | |
| better than watching | |
| everything falling | |
| apart all around you, | |
| like so many arrows | |
| losing their feathers | |
| mid-flight | |
| (straight and narrow) | |
| keep your hands where | |
| i can see them | |
| (eyes will follow) | |
| i'm watching your every move | |
| (move away from me) | |
| easy in, easy gone | |
| (for so long, | |
| straight and narrow) | |
| keep your hands where | |
| i can see them | |
| (eyes will follow) | |
| i'm watching your every move | |
| (move away from me) | |
| easy in, easy gone | |
| (for so long) | |
| and i won't forget, i promise i've kept | |
| such careful records |
| zuo qu : Gerber | |
| it' s all i can do | |
| not to trust you | |
| for all of my muscles, | |
| i' m a clam too | |
| dear sarah, you know | |
| i didn' t love you | |
| dear pilot, collect | |
| yourself, there' s turbulence ahead | |
| everthing' s moving like arrows | |
| try to grab one | |
| everthing' s moving like arrows | |
| try to grab one | |
| catch me in your teeth, | |
| like a bullet | |
| don' t bother if you | |
| can' t live through that | |
| putting me into a cannon | |
| with a damp fuse | |
| baby, i won' t be taking off | |
| ha ha, you lose | |
| i' ll be | |
| staying right here, crammed | |
| into the tube, i | |
| can' t really breathe, but | |
| i' m still with you, that | |
| makes it all worth it | |
| sun starts to dry it, | |
| nothing could stop it, | |
| taken for granted | |
| do you wash your two hands | |
| two hundred times now | |
| that i' m gone? | |
| straight and narrow | |
| keep your hands where | |
| i can see them | |
| eyes will follow | |
| i' m watching your every move | |
| move away from me | |
| easy in, easy gone | |
| for so long | |
| and i won' t forget, i promise i' ve kept | |
| such careful records | |
| my favourite was when | |
| you asked if you could | |
| tie me to the bed, | |
| tie me to an arrow | |
| air traffic gets thick, | |
| and you control it | |
| kiss me on the chin | |
| as a goodbye | |
| what' s that whizzing above us? | |
| planes, or black flies | |
| who' s that sleeping above us? | |
| what a surprise. | |
| if the | |
| pressure' s too much, just | |
| throw in the towel | |
| throw up your hands, there' s | |
| no shame in quitting, | |
| better than watching | |
| everything falling | |
| apart all around you, | |
| like so many arrows | |
| losing their feathers | |
| midflight | |
| straight and narrow | |
| keep your hands where | |
| i can see them | |
| eyes will follow | |
| i' m watching your every move | |
| move away from me | |
| easy in, easy gone | |
| for so long, | |
| straight and narrow | |
| keep your hands where | |
| i can see them | |
| eyes will follow | |
| i' m watching your every move | |
| move away from me | |
| easy in, easy gone | |
| for so long | |
| and i won' t forget, i promise i' ve kept | |
| such careful records |
| zuò qǔ : Gerber | |
| it' s all i can do | |
| not to trust you | |
| for all of my muscles, | |
| i' m a clam too | |
| dear sarah, you know | |
| i didn' t love you | |
| dear pilot, collect | |
| yourself, there' s turbulence ahead | |
| everthing' s moving like arrows | |
| try to grab one | |
| everthing' s moving like arrows | |
| try to grab one | |
| catch me in your teeth, | |
| like a bullet | |
| don' t bother if you | |
| can' t live through that | |
| putting me into a cannon | |
| with a damp fuse | |
| baby, i won' t be taking off | |
| ha ha, you lose | |
| i' ll be | |
| staying right here, crammed | |
| into the tube, i | |
| can' t really breathe, but | |
| i' m still with you, that | |
| makes it all worth it | |
| sun starts to dry it, | |
| nothing could stop it, | |
| taken for granted | |
| do you wash your two hands | |
| two hundred times now | |
| that i' m gone? | |
| straight and narrow | |
| keep your hands where | |
| i can see them | |
| eyes will follow | |
| i' m watching your every move | |
| move away from me | |
| easy in, easy gone | |
| for so long | |
| and i won' t forget, i promise i' ve kept | |
| such careful records | |
| my favourite was when | |
| you asked if you could | |
| tie me to the bed, | |
| tie me to an arrow | |
| air traffic gets thick, | |
| and you control it | |
| kiss me on the chin | |
| as a goodbye | |
| what' s that whizzing above us? | |
| planes, or black flies | |
| who' s that sleeping above us? | |
| what a surprise. | |
| if the | |
| pressure' s too much, just | |
| throw in the towel | |
| throw up your hands, there' s | |
| no shame in quitting, | |
| better than watching | |
| everything falling | |
| apart all around you, | |
| like so many arrows | |
| losing their feathers | |
| midflight | |
| straight and narrow | |
| keep your hands where | |
| i can see them | |
| eyes will follow | |
| i' m watching your every move | |
| move away from me | |
| easy in, easy gone | |
| for so long, | |
| straight and narrow | |
| keep your hands where | |
| i can see them | |
| eyes will follow | |
| i' m watching your every move | |
| move away from me | |
| easy in, easy gone | |
| for so long | |
| and i won' t forget, i promise i' ve kept | |
| such careful records |
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